I've never really been a "dog person" -- until I got my dog Mickey. Now, five years later, I'm like one of those people who whips out their wallet to show strangers pictures of their children, only they're not pictures of children. They're pictures of my 80-pound German Shepherd/Black Lab mix. I can't help it. He's my little baby. He can do no wrong.
So when I was offered the chance to have a "pet psychic" reading to tell me what was going on in Mickey's head, I thought, Wow, this is going to be awesome. I can't wait to hear what he has to say! Sure, I was kind of skeptical, but a co-worker had gone to the same person a few years ago and said it was absolutely incredible.
Well, I had my psychic reading over the phone the other day, and let me tell you ... the things I learned will knock you out of the dog park.